The two of them walked down the spiral staircase of the tower. After going down two floors, they arrived at a room on the sixth floor.
The soldier opened the door for the prince and Angele, and they got off the carriage one after another.
The two of them ate the vegetables and bread while drinking the light green wine. There were no servants or servants in the room. They did all the dishes by themselves, which made the atmosphere a lot more relaxed.
Angele put the wood chip away.
He was a wizened old man, but he seemed to be in good spirits.
"Of course, I've prepared everything." Omicade put down his knife and fork and stood up. "I know more than ten languages and I know most of the geography and history of this land. I also collected a lot of ancient documents. Also, I've traded with other wizards. Maybe you'll be interested. "
"Then in exchange, you can ask me a corresponding question."
Angele was a bit interested in the topic. It was the first time he met someone who had the potential to become a wizard and the attributes of a knight. Also, Omicade had the potential to become a wizard, but neither of them was good enough.
Angele was happy that he found the incomplete books of the Chaos language. He mixed several books together and started the trade with Omicade.
Omicade introduced the old man to Angele. "This is Omicade, the Great Sage of the alliance. I'm sure you'll have a good friend."
"It's impressive. I've seen it many times …" Omicade sighed. "Let's go. I've already prepared everything. We're just waiting for you."
"That's what every wizard who's met me said," Omicade said with a smile. "Let's enter the city first. I've already prepared a party."
It looked like a useless book, but it reminded Angele of a language he had only heard about in the legends.
It read: Shadow Forest, under the Swallow's Nest of Alida.
Omicade nodded. "Although there are many questions, you'll get used to it after living here for a while."
"Nice to meet you."
Angele smiled and nodded. "Sorry for bothering you then." He glanced around the area.
Omicade had no idea that Angele was the most knowledgeable new wizard in the history of the Wizard world. He was so proud of his library that he could not find anything useful that Angele had not read before.
In the sky above the huge semicircular city, flocks of birds circled and danced, and the faint sound of bells could be heard coming from the city.
'If I'm not mistaken …' Angele was surprised. "This should be the ancient Chaos Language. This characteristic completely matches the language of the Chaos World."
The two of them politely bowed to each other.
Angele started observing Master Omicade carefully.
"You're welcome." Angele smiled.
"You can look for the information you need inside," Omicade said with a smile as he stood at the door.
"Scan complete. Forcefield protection. Target's strength estimated: Level 3 Acolyte, Intermediate Knight. Do you need detailed data?] The A.I. Chip scanned the body and came up with the results.
"Yes." Angele nodded. "But it's not good for your body if you don't have any insulation. In addition, water and food are more troublesome. "
"The ninth floor feels very high. It should be about 300 meters (90 meters), right? "
"You're right." Omicade chuckled.
He flipped open the book, and a dense cluster of strange words immediately came into view. They were like rows of messy letters of different sizes, sometimes neat and sometimes crooked. Some looked like graphics, and some looked like numbers. It was a complete mess. Moreover, all the letters were suffused with a faint layer of strange aura.
The strange knowledge from different worlds and races combined to form countless strange, vicious, cruel, and bloody Black Witchcraft. However, it also created beautiful, mysterious, and bright white spells. Thus, wizards became the symbol of mystery.
Angele nodded.
Under the blue sky, the densely packed houses, bell towers, towers, as well as the countless people and carriages moving between the buildings were all clearly visible in the city.
The statue was taller than any of the buildings. The buildings around the statue were more luxurious. The walls were white, and the roof was silver. It almost looked like a palace.
"What do you think? My tower's environment isn't bad, right? "Omicade smiled proudly.
"It's nice to meet you too."
"Don't worry, it's just a small gathering. I don't like to entertain people." Omicade winked at Angele.
"I won't disturb you then," Justin said with a smile, "I still have to report the situation to the Councilors."
A silver carriage with golden edges was already waiting for them on the empty ground. There were several people standing by the side.
"I want to trade a spell model with you."
It was a humongous human-shaped statue of a naked man with a wooden shield and a spear in his hands. The man was wearing a feather helmet, and it seemed like he was about to throw the spear.
"As far as I know, he has the potential to become a wizard and a knight. It's hard for him to break through the limit," Angele said. "I'm surprised that you're able to reach such a high level."
The old man in the red robe smiled as well.
Most of the time, even if they were fellow Sorcerers, no creature could know what other Sorcerers' trump cards were.
'Occult Studies', 'Basic Spells', 'Aesthetics of Models', 'Anusl's Exploration of Human Nature', 'Sex and Witchcraft', 'The Origin of the Country's Will' …
There was a line of white letters on the cover. They were short and powerful, but Angele did not know any of the languages. However, these words gave him a strange and mysterious feeling, just like the formula for the Tranquil Potion that he had researched back then.
"Justin, don't be impolite in front of an esteemed guest."
Angele finished his food and stood up as well.
There were only a few books written by real wizards. Angele had already learned the content in the library and he could recite it like the back of his hand.
Angele nodded and took out a small black book from the bottom of the bookshelf. The book was about seven to eight pages long, and it was missing a corner.
Omicade nodded.
"That's the statue of the first president of the alliance, the legendary hero King Noro." Omicade noticed that Angele was looking at it. "It's 367 meters tall. It's the largest building in the city. "
After eating for a while, Angele finally got to the main topic. "Then, can you give me the information I want?" He asked out of the blue.
"Yeah, it's about this tall. Aside from the fact that you can use it as a form of exercise, the environment here is pretty good. " Omicade picked up the green wine in his hand and took a sip. "As you know, researchers like us prefer a quiet environment."
"The Great Sage of the alliance?" Angele was a bit surprised. It was not easy to get the title. Only those who had made great contributions to the country, were extremely knowledgeable, and were recognized and respected by scholars could receive the title of Great Sage.
Many books flashed across Angele's sight. Most of these books were written by mortal scholars. They explored the wizarding world with a mysterious and novel mentality. Some of the things they wrote were relevant, while others were completely messy. Only some creative ideas were barely worth reading.
Justin held Angele's hand and looked at the old man. "This is Master Angele. You've been acting weird all the time, but now you finally have someone to talk to. "
Blue light dots flashed in front of Angele's eyes.
"You're living in the city, huh?" Angele chuckled.
"Those are the ancient books I collected. They don't have much information," Omicade explained in a loud voice.
"The Chaos Realm is a mysterious realm that the ancient wizards didn't know much about. It's a chaotic world. There's no concept of time and space, and there's no limit to life and death. There are countless strange creatures living in the realm, and some of them can even become living beings. The only thing about the Chaos Realm is that it's chaotic. If it was according to what the records said. I'll even be able to sign contracts with the strong creatures in the realm, and I'll be able to learn the knowledge of the ancient wizards. " Angele was deep in thought. He handed the spell model of the Stun Spell to the Great Sage.
He gave the Great Sage the spell model of Stun. Anyway, the Great Sage knew very few spells. As an apprentice who had never studied witchcraft systematically, if he wanted to learn a spell, he must first learn the relevant basic knowledge, such as the knowledge of negative energy. Angele had no idea why Omicade did not go to the school to study the spells, but he did not care. It was a good thing that he got from the Great Sage, and he did not want to waste his time on other things.
The two of them were in a cylindrical dining room. The walls were gray, and there was a square window in the room. Birds were flying over the window from time to time.
The two of them boarded the silver and gold-rimmed carriage, and under the protection of the guards, they slowly drove down the slope towards the huge and magnificent city.
"Omicade!" The Prince poked his head out of the window and shouted. "I brought our important guest back! How are you going to thank me? "A sincere smile appeared on his chubby face.
The city of Arias was built in a humongous semicircular canyon. They were standing on a high platform at the entrance of the city. They could see the city from afar.
"Your aura is as deep as the abyss." It seemed like Omicade cast a detection spell as well. His expression turned serious.
"Cheers!"
Angele grabbed the wooden piece and observed it carefully. There were no energy particles on it, which meant that the piece of wood grew naturally.
The whole city was huge and exquisite, full of vitality.
There were rows of bookshelves in the room. It was a large study.
The man had a shiny bald head with white curly hair near his ears. He had yellow eyes, a hooked nose, and a pair of sunken cheeks. He looked thin. The red robe on his body made him look like a bamboo stick that could fall at any time.
Some ancient wizards discovered a way to connect to other strange realms by accident. They could form contracts with powerful beings from other realms or trade knowledge with them. The wizards were divided into many different schools and schools. As a result, the sorcerers' methods became more and more unpredictable and mysterious.
Angele nodded and walked into the room. He started checking the bookshelves one by one, and he would open a few pages from time to time.
"Is that so? It's spectacular, "Angele praised.
"Of course. I've prepared everything for you. " He rummaged around in his pouch for a long time before finally pulling out a small wooden plank. It was brownish-yellow, with clear circles of wood grain. The strangest thing was that the grain on it formed a line of words in Anmag. It was not written on the board, but it looked like it grew naturally.
"I'll take care of them." Omicade nodded. "Master Angele, I have all the information you need."
Omicade's face wrinkled into a smile.
"This is for you." Omicade handed the wooden board to Angele. "This is the address of a friend of mine. He should be able to answer any questions you have."
The prince's caravan slowly stopped in front of the old man's group.
The caravan slowly drove through this gap and finally came out onto a wide green grassy platform.
"No need."
Unfortunately, the wizards had lost the way to communicate with the creatures from other realms. Even the teleportation spells were lost to the world. The wizards in the modern world were much weaker than those in the ancient world. This was also the reason why many wizards studied ancient bloodlines.
The leader of the group was a bald old man in a red robe. He was standing beside the carriage with a group of guards. His sight fell upon the caravan that just entered the city.
"Spell model?" Angele was a bit surprised. "I'm sorry, but I don't think it's worth the price you're offering."
Angele suddenly stopped in front of the second bookshelf after walking around for a while.
Angele stood on the platform. The wind was blowing on his face. He looked into the distance and saw a silver statue of a man standing in the center of the city.
* * *
Angele's brow furrowed. He hated this kind of banquet. The wine was more than the meat and bread, and he could not even fill his stomach.
Angele clinked glasses with Omicade. They sat across from each other by the dining table. The table was covered with a white tablecloth. There were several dishes on the table that did not look good, but they smelled really good.
The power of the ancient sorcerers was extremely strong. The sorcerers of different races finally broke out in an unprecedented war due to the huge difference in ideology. After many wars, all the sorcerers suffered heavy casualties, and many of their inheritances were lost. Some sorcerers retreated to the sea with their own race, while others retreated to the underground. Humans were left on the earth, but they were constantly facing the threat of various monsters and beasts. Many of these monster crises were even caused by the residual effects of the ancient Sorcerers.
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